Tipping point of the seasons

It was yesterday. I woke up to pale light on my pillow, not the bright sun that has been there every day in February. By 9:30 am the mist had burned off and the day was blazing hot as usual. Today, in contrast, the same mist was there in the morning, and was still in the air during our walk, not burning off until 10:30 am.

20160225_085946sm By the time I went out to swim at 3:30 pm, the mist was back, curling over the beach and cooling the air. The neighbors who have been on the beach until 6 pm lately were all gone, the last few packing up their umbrellas. The waves were booming, the shore very rough.

The season is changing. School starts next week.

The mist will stay late in the morning and arrive earlier in the afternoon until one day it lasts all day. Then it will be winter.

20160225_090158Blue footed booby.


Published by winifredcreamer

I am a retired archaeologist and I like to travel, especially to places where you can walk along the shore or watch birds. My husband Jonathan and I travel for more than half the year every year, seeing all the places that we haven't gotten to yet.

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